as the pain saves me
|my lonely heart, it cannot take,|
|the trauma of this pain of late.
as i think of ways to get out,
my mouth just opens i begin to shout
my eyes are looking for something new,
anything, anything to get rid of you.
the weight of my world is crushing me,
it's dark and cold, i cannot see.
a knife lay there on the table,
with little effort i am able
my blood drips and forms a river
my whole body begins to quiver
death at first was not my goal,
though death has certainly saved my soul.
i don't care i'm suddenly free.
i lay there dead, as my pain has saved me.